On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 210 Let's see if you're dead

Feng Wuming nodded, raised his hand to signal Ye Jiu to wait here, and walked into the room.

"Squeak-"

With the sound of the door being pushed open, Feng Wuming walked in.

This was not the first time he had appeared here, and he was no stranger to the layout of the room.

This house was originally just a guest room that was not often inhabited, and the layout was kept simple.

Ever since Ye Zhiyu moved in, everything here has undergone earth-shaking changes.It feels like home and has a human touch.

There is a pot of a good-growing fortune tree on the table, and a pot of Clivia on the desk.

The four treasures of the study on the table were replaced by Ye Zhiyu's own.

The pen is like a bamboo stick, and the hero is like a pig.

There are not only Ye Zhiyu's pens on the pen holder, but also two Xiaotuanzi's pens.It was clearly held up, and there were feathers tied at the end.

There are bells hanging on the window curtains, and they jingle as the wind blows gently.

The bed...the bed was empty.

"Your Majesty visited my boudoir late at night without even saying hello. This is your intention to ruin my reputation."

Behind him, Ye Zhiyu's smiling voice came.

Feng Wuming turned around and saw Ye Zhiyu, who was only wearing inner clothes, coming out from behind the screen.

He probably heard the footsteps immediately, so he hid behind the screen to observe the situation.

But not too stupid.

Ye Zhiyu lit the oil lamp, poured a cup of tea for himself and Feng Wuming respectively, and motioned for him to sit down and speak.

Not forgetting Ye Zhiyu's words that choked him, Feng Wuming retorted sarcastically: "When the miracle doctor plots evil against me all day long, he doesn't think about his own reputation."

Ye Zhiyu knew in his heart that he was talking about the fact that he always touched him.

But this is not a last resort.

She coughed twice and planned to expose this matter.

Feng Wuming had no intention of holding on to this matter, and instead asked, "How is your health?"

Ye Zhiyu raised his head and drank all the water in the tea cup.

Looking at it from this angle, Feng Wuming could see her long and curly eyelashes, her tall nose and slender neck, and...the infinite spring scenery that was obscured by clothes.

"Shameless." Feng Wuming cursed and turned around.

Ye Zhiyu was a little confused, so why did he say that she was shameless?

Seeing that Ye Zhiyu didn't move, Feng Wuming scolded: "Why don't you put on your coat quickly? Is it possible that you always treat guests like this?"

Ye Zhiyu raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect Feng Wuming to be such a polite person.

She knew she was in the wrong, so she didn't defend herself. She turned around and took the coat on the screen and put it on herself.

A faint sound came, which aroused people's endless reverie.

"Okay, Prince, you can turn around now." Ye Zhiyu picked up a hairpin and casually pulled his hair back.

Seeing that Ye Zhiyu was neatly dressed, Feng Wuming felt relieved and spoke.

"To see if you're dead."

Ye Zhiyu casually took the tea on the table and was about to drink it when he heard such an emotionless sentence and almost choked to death.

"Ahem...ahem, my lord, you really know how to joke."

"Really?" Feng Wuming raised his eyebrows and stared at Ye Zhiyu's eyes intently, as if he wanted to see through her whole person.

"I never joke." This man chatted to death. With such an indifferent temperament, I wonder what Wen Baoshu and other female family members saw in him?
I am afraid that if I get married in the future, I will be frozen to death by his temperament of not being close to strangers.

Ye Zhiyu secretly slandered in his heart and was distracted for a moment.

Feng Wuming knocked on the table in front of her, "Why are you slandering this king in your heart? Even if I talk to you about business, I won't come back to my senses."

Ye Zhiyu came back to his senses and had no consciousness of being caught saying bad things. He was just thinking about it in his mind and definitely didn't say it out loud.

The two of them did not dwell on this, but changed the topic.

"Thinking about this accident, the prince also had a guess in his mind. It was the Queen Mother's party who arrested me and took me to a small house in the suburbs of Beijing."

Ye Zhiyu had a rare hint of anger when he said this.

Anyone who is allowed to be taken away several times will probably lose his temper.There was another long period of coercion and inducement, but it was really not that interesting.

The man who happened to think that he did it perfectly was really stupid.

"Are you going to deal with me again? What tricks did you think of this time?"

Feng Wuming's tone didn't have much fluctuation. It seemed that the person the Queen Mother wanted to deal with was not him, but someone on the road.

Ye Zhiyu said: "The Queen Mother's people tied me up just to poison you." After saying that, Ye Zhiyu took out the poison given to her by the man in black and put it on the table.

Feng Wuming picked it up, played with it in his hand, and listened to Ye Zhiyu's last words at leisure.

"This medicine seems to have come from the Western Regions. Those who are poisoned will quickly lose all five senses, bleed from the seven orifices, and die of ulcers all over the body."

"There are no more than five people in the world who can detoxify this poison. On the way back, I opened it and observed it, but I couldn't identify the raw materials for the complete medicine."

"What about you?" Feng Wuming asked back, his tone was indifferent and there was no hint of happiness or anger, and the expression on his face was very plain.

It seemed that what he heard was not that someone was planning to kill him, but something unrelated.

It also seemed that what he was playing with was not some extremely poisonous medicine, but just like frosting.

Ye Zhiyu shook his head, "Not for now."

The antidote naturally has to be prepared according to the poison.

Now she doesn't even know what the poison is, so how can she prepare an antidote?
But...if you give her some time, maybe she can do it.

But Ye Zhiyu didn't say this.

After all, it was just a possibility, and she didn't dare to take it for granted.

The two of them just sat facing each other, neither of them speaking.

The candlelight flickered, imprinted on Feng Wuming's face, flickering in and out, not really clear.

As mysterious as the person himself.

"How did you know that the person behind this was the Queen Mother? She met you in person?"

When asked, Feng Wuming knew that this was unlikely.

If the Queen Mother wanted to summon her in person, she must have trusted Ye Zhiyu to do so.

But the fact is obviously not the case.

Moreover, if he could be summoned openly, the Queen Mother would not send people to rob the prison secretly.

Although there were arrangements in advance, what if Feng Wuming took the person away earlier, or happened to appear in the prison?Wouldn’t all the planning be in vain?
Ye Zhiyu shook his head and explained concisely: "I pretended to agree to that person first, but I said it sincerely. I even thought of asking the Queen Mother for blessing after the matter was completed."

"I guessed that the man wanted to go to his master to claim credit, so I summoned the paper man in advance to interrogate my man. The last trace of the paper man was in the Queen Mother's palace."

Feng Wuming understood and asked again: "Then why did you disobey the Queen Mother? Is it because the conditions did not meet your heart?"

Ye Zhiyu took a deep breath.

She looked at Feng Wuming with burning eyes, and the other party also stared at her in the same way.

(End of this chapter)